The dark spiritual race, hit by the poison crystal, suddenly screamed involuntarily.
This poison chip is a "hidden weapon" that Jacob has been hiding on his body. He originally wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but he didn't expect that this bullet would hit his master one day.
The Dark Spirits did not expect that Jacob's shooting skills were not the most accurate, but his performance in throwing a flying knife was the champion of all recruits - which was largely due to his childhood in the gang.
"Dead Ape!!!"
Pulling out the poison chip, the Dark Spirit Clan squeezed out a pure roar from his throat due to pain and shame, and then ejected like an angry black snake.
In the blink of an eye, the scimitar was in front of him, and the attack he swung almost crushed Jacob, but Jacob somehow blocked it and suffered only a little scratch.
But at this moment he realized that there was no hope, and the opponent could easily cut off his only remaining arm without weapons.
So he immediately made a decision that he would at least take the enemy to hell with him, then completely let go of the defense, faced a fatal blow, and swung his fist.
The Dark Eldar's conditioned blow cut the weapon deep into Jacob's chest. In severe pain, Jacob fell forward into the darkness, knowing that death would welcome him, but before that—
"Um!"
Jacob's fist hit the enemy's face, his helmet shattered and blood spilled out.
He felt the satisfaction of completing revenge, and then there was a severe pain from his chest. The other party covered his face and retreated, and pulled out the scimitar.
On the other side, Armin, who was in the fierce battle, finally noticed the other party's strange weapon, which was a straight sword with runes. Its blade was black, and the red runes flashed with suppressed energy on it.
Without anyone telling him, Armin knew that he would die if he was touched.
He used his hands to cut out the power sword again, Valosian raised his arms to parry, the blade collided with the blade, making a clanging sound like a hammer hitting the anvil.
After one breath, Valosian fired back at Armin.
Armin tried hard to jump away, but a deep mark was still drawn in his armor.
They are now carefully turning around, their weapons ready.
The next second, Armin's nerves tensed up when the other party's knife let out a gloomy and low moan - for some reason it came alive and felt it, Armin could feel it.
"That's right."
Valosian whispered, guessing Armin's thoughts.
"This weapon will devour your soul while drinking your blood. Listen, it's thirsty."
"First of all, it has to hit me."
Armin fired a hard blow to the enemy and let out a low growl deep in his throat.
Valosian dodged shortly and fought back fiercely with a lightning reaction speed.
“I don’t think this would be a problem.”
Before he finished speaking, the CEO launched a series of attacks that Armin could hardly stop.
The Space Marine parried and could only barely avoid these fierce attacks. The speed and power of this slender alien were incredible.
Al even knew his strength, but at this moment, he was like a child compared to the other party.
"Oops!"
After barely sweeping away another heavy attack, the impact made Armin's arm numb.
Fighting with such an opponent has gone beyond the scope of madness. It is extremely stupid and there is no way to defeat such an enemy.
Armin felt that he might as well give up, and in the end he would suffer less.
The next moment, Armin realized that these thoughts did not come from him, that he was being influenced by some external force, and the sad elegy from the weapon was affecting him.
The effect was both weak and frustrating, and its hellish screams weakened Armin's arms and will.
In his prayer for the Emperor, Armin became firm again, got rid of the influence, resisted Valosian's sword, and began a crazy offensive, causing the CEO to step back step by step.
"well played."
Suddenly, Valosian unexpectedly kicked Armin in the groin with his boot.
At that moment, he felt his armor be smashed under the impact force like a sledgehammer. The huge impact force made him roll back and hit the ground hard.
Arminyn's fall momentum drove him to roll back, and finally stood up with his feet under him, pain pouring from the area of his groin into his whole body.
And while he was staggering, Valosian had already shortened the distance between the two at a terrible speed. He held up the howling dry blade and prepared his last blow.
At that moment, Armin felt a numb weakness spread throughout his body.
He knew that he had no power to block the deadly blow, and his life would definitely end. All he could do was watch the other party get closer and closer. He was confused by the glowing runes and the wailing singing.
In just a moment, he would feel its bone-broken chill, and if the other person said it was true, he would also feel his soul being sucked away from his still alive body.
"Get out!"
With a soft shout, the green light fell from the sky, covering Armin in it, and instantly bounced off Valosian's sharp blade, allowing him to fly out under the impact.
Arming raised his head and saw a thunder eagle parked in the sky, and a petite figure was slowly descending-
"Ms. Veronica!?"
Veronica, who was wearing a light gray coat on the upper body and a light green dress on the lower body, appeared in everyone's eyes like a goddess, and her appearance even stopped the last rainy night.
She maintained her human appearance, with long hair fluttering in the wind, holding a witch sword in one hand and a staff in the other, and glaring at the depraved likes with both eyes.
After stopping the rush with two backflips in a row, Valosian raised his head and a expression of intoxication and ecstasy appeared on his face.
"It seems that my luck is so good, it's so beautiful..."
Veronica then turned her head and looked at the piles of corpses and wounded on the rock wall, and sadness rose between her eyebrows.
She could imagine how heartbroken Soshiyan would be when she saw this scene.
At this time, the green gem on the ancient staff named Avalon's Heart in Veronica's hand began to shine, and the vortex airflow rolled out from the inside out, mixed with starlight, blowing from above to the recruits below, including the wounded ones who fell.
The Great Prophet once told her that she must not use the power of this ancient artifact until the extremely dangerous moment, but Veronica didn't care about so much at this time.
"Um?"
Jacob, who was patient with the pain and ready to die, suddenly felt an unprecedented force full of his body, and the pain and darkness were dispelled by warmth.
What was even more amazing was that his left arm, which was originally soft and hung beside him, regained consciousness!
Without time to think more, he rushed forward and kicked over the enemy who had been entangled with him for a night, then pounced on him and pushed the other party to the ground. He first punched Bangbang in his chest, then pinched the other party's helmet with both hands, pierced his thumb into the eyepiece, and pressed hard as the other party struggled.
"die!!!!!!"
The Dark Spirit clan's palms slapped Jacob's face, but they were obviously so powerless that the wail he made represents the greatest horror he was experiencing in his life.
"Die for me!!!!"
Jacob roared and pressed his thumb down until he felt something breaking and a large amount of blood poured out of the crack of the helmet, and the other party stopped struggling. Jacob stood up again.
He gasped but didn't feel very tired. He turned around and found that the wounded were actually getting up.